The departure of Sihaifeng and others did not attract anyone's attention.
Even if someone saw it, they didn't take it seriously.
At this time, all the eyes of the crowd were focused on Meng Shaobai, and there were a few impatient people who couldn't bear it anymore.
One of them rushed out and asked impatiently: "Lao Meng, are the conditions you Xuanji Peak said true?"
"My uncle is true to his word, and everything he promised will naturally be true."
Meng Shaobai's calm voice excited countless people.
real.
Xuanji Peak’s conditions turned out to be true.
"You just said that Xuanji Peak has limited resources. If you want to join Xuanji Peak, the requirements may be very demanding, right?"
Another attentive disciple asked with a puzzled expression.
"Although our Xuanji Peak has limited resources, it is not a problem to feed hundreds of disciples."
Meng Shaobai glanced at the man and said, "But you are right about one thing. Our Xuanji Peak recruitment requirements are indeed a bit harsh."
"What are the conditions?"
"Meng Shaobai, stop being so pretentious."
"Hurry up, we've been waiting here for a long time."
The crowd instantly became excited, and everyone asked impatiently.
Meng Shaobai pressed his hands down until the sounds around him died down, then he cleared his throat and said coldly: "We, Xuanji Peak, have three conditions for recruiting disciples. First, all former disciples of Xuanji Peak, No one can enter."
"Secondly, any disciple who has been insulted, trampled on, or even participated in the robbery of Xuanji Peak is not allowed to enter."
"Third, no disciples of Sihai Peak or the Li family are allowed to enter."
As the voice fell, the crowd suddenly fell silent.
The next moment, a louder sound resounded throughout the space.
"Holy shit, isn't it? That's the condition?"
"Don't you, Xuanji Peak, look at talent and cultivation?"
"Hahaha, fortunately I have never bullied Xuanji Peak. By the way, I once cheated Chen Fan of a low-grade spiritual stone. This shouldn't be called bullying, right?"
Countless inner disciples shouted excitedly, as if they had already seen the scene of worshiping Xuanji Peak.
But the faces of those disciples who had betrayed and bullied Xuanji Peak were filled with shame and regret.
"alright."
Meng Shaobai suddenly raised his voice, overwhelming the audience. Immediately, he imitated Shen Chenfeng, flicked his fingers, and said: "We at Xuanji Peak will recruit a hundred disciples for the time being. The event will be held in three days. Everyone is welcome to participate."
After saying that, he ignored the crowd that was noisy again below and turned around and walked into the formation.
After the formations merged, the majestic expression on Meng Shaobai's face melted instantly, and he was breathing heavily.
"How about it, Lao Meng, does it feel good to pretend to be a master?"
Lu Wushuang suddenly appeared next to him and asked with a smile on his face.
"It's not bad. Being stared at by so many people, you don't know, I'm almost scared to death."
Meng Shaobai's tone was shocking, but his eyes were full of excitement.
Seeing those fellow apprentices who had previously looked down upon Xuanji Peak, now being trampled under his feet, with respectful expressions on their faces, he felt extremely proud.
"By the way, uncle hasn't come out of seclusion yet?"
Meng Shaobai frowned. Since the end of the battle that day, Shen Chenfeng had locked himself up in Guangxia Hall.
Except for a few occasional orders, he didn't come out for seven days in a row.
"Maybe he's about to break through."
Lu Wushuang smiled slightly and said: "After that day's battle, even you have broken through the eighth level of the Celestial Realm. Shen Chenfeng must have gained a lot."
"That being the case, my uncle is about to leave seclusion. I'll go to Guangxia Hall first."
Meng Shaobai thought for a while, turned around and was about to leave.
But Lu Wushuang suddenly stretched out his right hand, with a mysterious smile on his face, and said: "At this time, it is better for us to stay away from Guangxia Palace."
Meng Shaobai's face was full of astonishment, and then he seemed to remember something and nodded with deep understanding.
At the same time, outside the gate of Guangxia Palace.
Tan Zhiruo stared at the girl with icy muscles and jade bones in front of him, her charming face filled with murderous intent.
Leng Qingqiu lowered his eyes, holding the Feixue Sword in both hands, not knowing what he was thinking.
Zhao Wuya obviously felt something was wrong in the atmosphere, but he was blind and couldn't see what was going on. He shivered and asked to his side: "Why is it so cold all of a sudden?"
"It seems like someone is angry."
Chen Fan raised his head and glanced at Tan Zhiruo, then looked down at the wooden knife in his hand.
"Angry?"
Zhao Wuya finally came to his senses. He coughed and said, "By the way, I heard that you are very knowledgeable in sword skills. Why don't we go and have a test?"
As he said this, he couldn't help but grab Chen Fan and Bai Jing and walked towards the distance.
After the figures of several people disappeared completely, Tan Zhiruo's eyes suddenly became sharp.
"Well, Leng Qingqiu, I regard you as my close sister, but you stole my man behind my back."
Tan Zhiruo was like a cat with exploded hair. His whole body was dancing in the wind, with three thousand black silk threads fluttering in the wind. His whole body was filled with surging momentum.
Leng Qingqiu showed no sign of weakness. She suddenly raised her eyes, a sharp aura came from her body, and said, "Who said I would steal your man?"
"I have been with Shen Chenfeng for so long, and he didn't give me anything. But he only knew you for a few days, and he actually gave you the extremely precious Seven Soul Pills and the Secret Soul Technique."
Tan Zhiruo pointed at Leng Qingqiu, almost furious, and said: "Leng Qingqiu, you still said you didn't steal my man?"
"Senior Sister Tan, when Shen Chenfeng and I met, you didn't know where to act wild."
Leng Qingqiu's eyes turned cold and he said coldly: "Besides, who said Shen Chenfeng is your man?"
"Shen Chenfeng and I are married by the master himself. As soon as Shen Chenfeng reaches the level of cultivation, the two of us will fulfill our engagement."
Tan Zhiruo took one step forward, and his whole body's aura surged, turning into countless ghosts, roaring ferociously around her.
Her face was extremely cold and she said: "But you, Leng Qingqiu, my closest sister. You knew that Shen Chenfeng and I were engaged, but you hooked up with him secretly. I, Tan Zhiruo, am really blind. "
"Senior Sister Tan, your marriage to Shen Chenfeng is just the master's wishful thinking. Shen Chenfeng has not agreed at all."
Leng Qingqiu's face was as frosty as she said, "Besides, are you the only one who has an engagement?"
"what do you mean?"
Tan Zhiruo's delicate body trembled violently, her body stopped there, with an expression of disbelief in her eyes, and said: "Did the master assign you to Shen Chenfeng?"
"Of course not. If the master betrothed me to Shen Chenfeng. You are so well-informed, how could you not know?"
Leng Qingqiu said with a smile: "What I'm talking about is another engagement."
"What engagement?"
Tan Zhiruo subconsciously held her breath. Looking at Leng Qingqiu's calm expression, a bad feeling arose in her heart.
Leng Qingqiu smiled but did not answer. She slowly raised her wrist, revealing a simple bracelet.
